The Devil's Advocate

Roman Harrison | Owner of Towers Law Firm. There are the good guys and then there are the bad guys. Who am I? I'm the guy that gets the monsters out of their cages after you worked so hard to put them in there. I never said I was a good man, but that doesn't mean I don't have morals. Don't test me; it never ends well for those that test me. [Roman belongs to the Manic Heart RPG] aim: vesselofthemuse

[roman--harrison]

evelyn-evie-reid

Dear Evie, 

Wow. You've grown up a hell of a lot, haven't you? You're not the innocent little girl that we all used to see walking around London. Believe it or not, no matter what anyone tells you, you're not weak. You're a fucking force to be reckoned with. 

You've been through a lot. We all have. But, there's some things that won't be the same. When you live in London--its fucking hard to leave.

You always come back to it.

Almost always.

There's a lot of shit going on and I promised Lux that I was giving us a life that wasn't full of crime. Staying here--its like that life keeps calling me right back. It tells me that I have to stick around. 

I can't be apart of that life. And I think I owe it to Anna to be a man that can walk away from that life for her sake. Anna Evelyn Harrison. That middle name is perfect for her. She's a strong little girl and she has the middle name of an equally strong woman. 

You're not a little girl anymore, Evie. You're a grown woman. 

And I'm so proud of how you've grown up. 

You're always welcome to come see us in America, Evie. Anna needs to see her namesake and that means we'll visit from time to time. 

I got an offer. Many offers. Here in America, they're more willing to give my idea a better shot than in England. Go figure, huh?

It's an idea that I need to go through with. I'm going to give the life I promised Lux to her and Anna. I owe it to them. 

You're going to be fine, love. You're going to be among the strongest women here in London. And you know why?

Cause I tend to only stick around strong women. 

Actually... I can't remember any guys besides Aleks (does he count as a guy ...) that I've stuck around lately. 

Take care of yourself and stick by Meg. You two together? That just means there's going to be a hell of a lot going on in London. 

I love you,

Roman

[roman--harrison]

lakarodriguez 

Dear Laka, 

There's a point in everyone's life where things just make sense. I never really took that to heart, to be honest. I thought it was bullshit. Nothing ever makes sense. It's all a bunch of jumbled up crap mixed in with one another. 

But then I saw Anna. 

It all made sense. And when I was told to 'turn on the news', I saw something in a different light. I didn't see crime and think of new clients. 

I saw crime and thought of the world she's going to have to face. 

There's been an offer for my blueprints. An offer in America--and Lux's family is over there. Anna's family is still here in London. You're her big sister, and that means we expect visits and calls from you. 

I'm proud of you, Laka. 

I'm proud of you and right now, you have to wait for your moment when everything makes sense. I don't say that you'll have to get away from crime--but I know you're smart enough to get what you want without breaking a nail.

Show London what you're made of, kiddo. You're a Harrison. You're my daughter. I don't give a fuck what anyone else says. 

So, with that said, consider Towers Law Firm yours. Do with it what you want. Keep it as a law firm--or make it for your business. It's yours. 

I have to hand it over to someone that I love and trust. A kid--and you're my kid. I couldn't think of a more worthy heir to my name than you, Laka. 

Make them know your name. And when you need someone to talk to or just hang out with, you give me a call and come right over to visit me, yeah?

I love you, Laka. 

And I won't ever forget about the girl I met that day when you were in need of a lawyer. Because that was the day I met my daughter. That was the day you made me a Father. You made me ready to take on Anna. 

Stay strong, and don't give into anyone here. 

With all my love,

Dad

[unsoundmiind-blog]

"This was the problem of our relationship!  Everything was MY fault.  Might I add you’ve bullied me for years  before I started fucking your best friend.  Sobering up? I just like to believe the heart  problem is holding you back.  It’s okay. I understand completely.”

[roman--harrison]

"Just because I shoved you into a few dumpsters doesn't mean that fucking Tim stopped that. I'll still shove your ass in a dumpster, Oliver. You didn't teach Jarvis how to get your ass out of one. And for your information-- I don't drink cause it's not even a want anymore. Actually-- Have you seen this show called Pingu? Anna loves it. Shit is more addicting than alcohol."

[unsoundmiind-blog]

ROMAN IS FIRED AS A HUSBAND.

"It’s over. Tell your dog to get his ass off my couch."

[roman--harrison]

"It's your fault he's fat. You started the fucking spiraling unhealthy eating habits. You get him off of there yourself, twinkle toes. And for the record-- You can't fire me. I already quit being your husband the second I realized I could do better. Sobering up meant I could do way better than your ass."

[unsoundmiind-blog]

{ OPEN }

"Happy birthday to you~,  happy birthday dear  person-who-walked-into-my-office.

 Now, piss off I have work to do.”

[roman--harrison]

It's really shocking how much you can miss someone and then remember how much you want to kill them all at the same time I mean, It's fucking magical Hello, Oliver. Come over here so I can kick your ass. 

[connor-stage]

What do you think I’ve been doing, Mr. Harrison? Selective hearing is a handy tool, don’t you think?

She punched someone and didn’t tell me about it? Why, seems like I need a word with her. I got her in contact with my old trainer in return for a favor he still owed me; just like you, he is the best in what he does. 

Timothy Todd holds as much interest to me as a tub filled with dirty dish water; the only thing you want to do with it is pour it into the sewers. Eloquent, love. Did you know, though, that the original phrase went “the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb”? It wouldn’t be the first saying which meaning got twisted through time. I happen to like blood quite a bit, though perhaps not in the way you meant it. 

But family is indeed what you make of it. 

Hm. You’d know of a person called Meg as well, then, yeah?

[roman--harrison]

Selective hearing is what gets me through trials and tedious meetings with men that have no idea what crime is going on in London. They think being a lawyer here is easy--they come from the States or even from the east and think 'I can handle it'. They honestly have no idea how wrong they are until they have a gun in their face and they realize their client really could give less of a fuck about them. 

She punched a kid we know. Emrys. He was checking on her--she thought he was a robber. Welp. Still funny to think about to this day.

...I've been defending Tim for years. Not in a courtroom, but just in general. For once, I just feel tired and can't say what you are stating is false. He's not interesting. He's not around. 

...He's not here. So why waste oxygen on someone that isn't here. I hate wasting time and oxygen. 

Meghan Todd. Yeah--that's my sister. That bundle of red flaming hair and snarky brilliance is my pride and joy right up there with Laka Rodriguez--or Laka Harrison, since the adoption went through fully a few months ago. 

You know my sister? Considering she works for Fabio, that doesn't surprise me that she's getting around and being known. You know who Lux Larson is? Her name isn't the same anymore--hasn't been for a bit. 

[connor-stage]

You kidding me, love? Sinatra is literally all I have on my iPod, truly. Off key or not, it would’ve probably sounded sweeter than your babbling. 

Like I said, whether calling her was the right thing to do is another discussion entirely. Though I tend to agree; strong or not, she deserves a break. 

It pays for a criminal to know who could get them out when push comes to shove, Mr. Harrison. You are the best in this business. Besides, Evie dropped your name from time to time; I remember. My memory might be shite, but I do remember that.

And all the men and women are merely players, that’s right. I feel, being a mercenary, you’re allowed a dramatic name. It sticks. I do have a couple less dramatic ones, though. Evie’s uncle? I’m … Let’s just say she’s under my protection.

[roman--harrison]

Tune me out. Everyone else does, you should take a few tips out of my wife's book. Or out of my Doctor's book. Either one, really. If not, then just take my word for it that you won't be rid of my babbling while you're in the same zip code, let alone speaking to me directly. 

I'm the best and I'm currently unavailable as a lawyer unless its a special little exception. But... Wait...

You are protecting her...? You can do that but Tim can't. More to add to the fire.

Thank you. It's not really anything you'll accept because you did it on your own but thank you for protecting her. Are you the one that got her lessons to fight? Cause she punched Emrys in the face and it left a real good mark on the kid, I was actually more impressed than alarmed. 

Uncle... ish. Tim Todd is her 'father figure' and I say that as loosely as I can considering how much of him you see around her life. You can hardly get him out of her place, right? Have to kick him out? That's sarcasm. 

She's family. I really don't give a shit about blood anymore, blood is for people who are insecure and have to use it to feel important. Blood is thicker than water but I always felt that water was better at keeping people healthy. Blood can be found at any bank and hospital and costs too fucking much.

[connor-stage]

Mate, that wasn’t an invitation for you to lay down your life story. I don’t care why you got kidnapped. Though the ginger doing the kidnapping sounds vaguely familiar. 

Did you use a gun when you go— no, actually. I really don’t care. 

Evelyn Reid survived waterboarding, being used as a knife sharpener, betrayal and the death of a loved one. If anyone is strong enough to handle that sort of shite, it would be her; whether it was the right thing to do is another point, of course. Most people don’t think clearly in stressful situations.

Aleks? Russian? 

Figures.

Do you now? Seems to me I’m doing my job right then. You’re not supposed to know me unless you need me for a specific job. Stage. Connor Stage. And you’re… Harrison? 

[roman--harrison]

And I took a sedative. You're lucky I didn't stand on this chair and sing the sweet sounds of Frank Sinatra to you in poor key. 

I don't want to think about what she went through. It's bullshit. You tell someone that they have to be around to help and they say they will be but you know its bullshit. It has to be bullshit, look at the line of work I chose. I'm a lawyer. I can smell bullshit. Actually, I think I've produced at least 98% of it.

Roman Harrison. Owner of Towers Law Firm. Don't really have to say it considering you know my last name. I was starting to think people really didn't know who I was after what happened with Dreyfuss and his fuck ups. 

I'm Evie's Uncle. More like Father... Connor Stage. Sounds like a dramatic name. But, all the world's a stage, yeah? 

[connor-stage]

Who the hell gets kidnapped? You, apparently. If what I’m hearing is correct. You know, some say knowing yourself is the first step to true wisdom, so perhaps you can look into the mirror and ask yourself that question. Might give you better results than shouting it into the world at large. Most likely no one cares anyway.

Perhaps they thought Evie was safe. She does inspire that sort of feeling, if we’re talking about the same person. Or, perhaps they thought that due to her connections to the coppers, she could do more help than getting in contact with them directly would. The police in this city doesn’t do shite most of the time. Too dumb to see a clue if it dances right in front of their faces naked.

Time to get different friends?

[roman--harrison]

I was drunk and depressed and overpowered by a ginger who was shorter than me. She had a van and then I was put in detox afterwards. If that's happening to him then I really hope they slap him a few times to get shit through his skull. Really, I mean, how hard is it to use a gun. I gave him a gun. I gave him a lot. ...Did I ever give him his green card. ....

I digress...

They called Evie... No offense, but if someone is grieving and then gets a phone call about my kidnapping I would be thinking they would panic and be in as bad condition as me.

I take it back, I'm thinking as if it would be me doing this. It's Aleks. 

You see, I keep thinking I should get a new assistant but he's the only one that I know will stick around. That, and I honestly don't really see me wanting anyone else knowing my business. He's family. He's dating my brother--well--sort of brother. I call him my brother. He's a moose--fuck.

Chris... Fuck... fuck, has anyone spoken to Ti-- Oh... Tim you little... Is this apart of being Commissioner? No? Fuck you, Bilbo.  

.... Sorry. Uh. Right, you're a face I don't really remember seeing. Odd, really. I know almost every face here in London. Maybe it's the meds getting to me finally... You are?

[roman--harrison]

Just take a sedative and relax, Roman. It's going to be fine, Roman. Fine, my ass. Everyone is being retarded. Who the hell gets kidnapped?? Wasn't that the fad of last year? Like, it ended when I got kidnapped? Then other people got kidnapped. Then everyone was apart of some stupid ....fucking... shit. 

The sad part is, I know all of this because I'm the damn lawyer people come to when they pull stupid shit. My assistant is kidnapped and... hold the phone...

He called Evie. 

Who the fuck calls Evie instead of the cops? 

I love her to death, but oh my god I need to paste a fucking list of numbers to call in case of emergency to his clothes. 

...I don't need a sedative, I need to get rid of the idiots in my life... But then I'd have no one.

Minus my wife and good women that I cannot insult for fear that I may lose my life...

[roman--harrison]

Text to: Roman

Meg: You're saying like that's a bad thing.

Meg: I'll keep it in mind next time someone gets kidnapped. You know, it was all over the news. If you bothered turning on a television, you would've known.

Meg: And don't give me that shit about being busy, there were television's in the hospital as well.

Meg: Anyway, I will notify you next time, don't worry.

Roman: I can't watch tv I was told not to get stressed out.

Roman: So I've been reading.

Roman: I read that Game of Thrones book in like two fucking days. I'm fucking bored out of my mind. I can't look at my cases. I can't HAVE cases.

Roman: I feel like my Father except less of a prick and I don't plan on hitting my kids.

[luxlarson]

Hmm, sure, because loads of people, the usual crew not included, only like you for your shining personality. Well, if he ever crosses the line and not even a gun pointed at his cock can stop him, you’ll direct him to me, won’t you? I’ll show him some true Detroit loving. I’ve dealt with my fair share of pests, so.

That’s a colorful way to describe it. Almost makes me wanna read that shit now. Ned Stark it is. 

[roman--harrison]

Oh, darling, I'm sure if he ever met you, he would actually be fond of you. He likes when people threaten him. It's a bit annoying but you just have to play the game with him. That's what it is, really. It's all a game. Which of us can keep up the strong face longer and I've been at this for years; he's got nothing on me. And he won't have anything on you if he wants to keep the pretty little head he has on his shoulders. 

The book is right over there on the coffee table. I've got the second one and I've started it. You should read it, it's got boobs and dick and fighting and dragons. 

Did I mention dragons?

[roman--harrison]

Text to: Roman

Meg: Well, seeing as he asked Evie to save him, we can assume he's not suicidal anymore. But yes.

Meg: Take one. I don't want Lux to kill me for giving you a heart attack.

Roman: You've been hanging out with brainiac boy for too long

Roman: Yeah I'm taking it I'm taking it

Roman: I'm going to write a fucking list of things people should do when this shit happens. Like. Well.

Roman: NOTIFY ME.

Roman: Please and thank you.

[roman--harrison]

Text to: Roman

Meg: I didn't tell you until now because you had other things on your mind.

Meg: Aleks called Evie a week ago. He gave an address, they're getting him out as soon as they can.

Roman: YOU JUST TOLD ME NOW THAT MY ASSISTANT WHO IS ALSO SUICIDAL WAS KIDNAPPED BY THE GUY THAT HE TOLD ME ABOUT MONTHS AGO?

Roman: ......

Roman: I need a sedative

[luxlarson]

He sounds like a real charmer. He’s not gonna give us shit in the future, is he? He sounds like the kind of person to give others shit if you indulge him too much. Well, as long as he doesn’t try anything with me or Anna, he shouldn’t worry about his little termite life, as it were.

Sure, Roman, you are free to name it whatever you want. But the moment Anna wants to name it differently, we’re not gonna be protesting. I told Aria you’d love to snuggle with it; but hey, since I’m back now, you can do so with me instead.

[roman--harrison]

He's a pest, but he isn't stupid. You can compare him to a rat, really. He's a pest and he has the potential to do damage but he is smart enough to smell when the peanut butter is on top of a trap. In this case, he saw the gun I had under the desk aimed at his cock so he really is a well behaved man around me. If anything, he only shows up near me because he likes my brilliant personality. I'm just that kind of guy, I guess. 

Yeah, she can name the bunny when she can name the bunny. Until then, we are calling the bunny Ned Stark and we are going to give him a crown because I just finished that damn book Game of Thrones and I'll be damned if I'm not honoring the bastard for wanting to call out the incestuous creeper twins and the bastard boy king who is literally the most annoying twink to ever twink in a book.

[roman--harrison]

Text to: Roman

Meg: I'm pleased. Um... well, good news aside, I've got some unpleasant one as well. Dunno if you've watched the news recently.

Meg: Aleks got kidnapped by his crazy ex. Christian's going mad. Evie went to the cops when Aleks called her.

Meg: Some FBI dude is taking care of it apparently.

Roman:

Roman:

Roman: WHAT!?

[luxlarson]

Ha, deadly would be a word for it. I’m not gonna let her step out into the world without knowing basic martial arts anyhow. She might be a Harrison, but there’s a bit of Larson in there as well. I keep forgetting your adorable grudge against jumpers and your love for burning them. Not that I disagree. 

Who the fuck is Hal? Talking about Fabio, did you see the giant bunny he bought Anna? I swear Aria’s face when she told me what their gift was, was priceless. What a gem.

[roman--harrison]

Hal is someone that I know who sort of embodies that itch you get in the middle of your back that you can't scratch so you have to use a wall or a fork to stab at it. Even then, it sticks around. 

That aside, he's really not that bad. I mean, if you can handle a termite then you can handle Hal. 

You take heads off, you could handle Hal with your pinky. 

Did I see it? The thing has its own population and tax bracket. Brilliant gift from a brilliant man. I'm sure that Ana will adore it for years to come, because that thing is going to college with her the second I find an excuse to not hang my coat on it. 

Can we name it.

I want to name it.